The summer between 6th and 7th grade I had the privilege of going to London and Paris with my grandmother. Well into our trip she took me to the garden of Versailles. I had been taking photos on a little point-and-shoot camera throughout the trip. As we are walking through tall hedges my grandmother turns around to look at what I am doing. There I am, taking a picture of a bee. We are in one of the most beautiful places in the world, surrounded by landscapes, with intricate designs, statues, and architecture; and I am taking a picture of a bee. My grandmother baffled says, “Kasey, we have bees in America.” I then, according to her, respond with, “But Grammy, you don’t see what I see.” You know what though, she says those are the best pictures of bees she’s ever seen.